A/N: You might need a cooling down after this one, just thought I'd give you a warning! ;) Thank you all so much for your support. Enjoy! xx
Chapter 25: Burning love.
It is Friday and the week has flown by. Tonight I'm meeting the girls for a night of catching up. Lauren is still on honeymoon, but Kate and Kim are game. I can't wait. I really need to tell them everything about Christian. I'm so excited.
Christian and me are really the annoying newborn couple. We text each other constantly. Hannah asked several times this week why I have such a huge smile on my face when my phone goes off.
I've told Christian I want to keep our relationship as quiet as possible. I'm okay with family and friends, but I want to keep out the rest of the world for as long as we can. I'm not ready to tell everybody, let alone the attention it is going to get from press and media. I like it just like this. We can sneak around and go on undercover dates. I have no idea how yet, but I'm sure we can figure something out.
Christian came to my place Wednesday. I made lasagna. The plan was for us to cook together, but Christian ended up working late, so in the end I made it and he just joined to eat it. It was nice. We had a nice talk and I tried to figured out some of his hobbies, in hopes I could use it for inspiration on his present. But no such luck. The man has a boat, a helicopter, several cars and a house in New York, London and Aspen. Outside of the fact that I wasn't planning on getting him anything like that, I can't very well give him a homemade card with Happy Birthday. I had to step up my game.
So, I did came up with something nice, I think. I booked a night in a cute little Bed&Breakfast, close to here I grew up in Montesano. It is in the middle of nowhere, so I think we can be a couple without being seen. I decided to show him my favorite places there. He told me repeatedly that he wants to get to know me. What better place to start then where I was born and raised? Also, since we can't visit Ray this weekend, I was thinking of going to Ray as well.
I also have a few little gifts for him. But nothing expensive or big. I have found some cufflinks in a small second hand shop, they almost have the same grey color as his eyes. They where only a couple of dollars, but I think he will like them. I know he wears cufflinks to work. I love going to those shops. I can spend hours searching for hidden goods. Lauren likes it too. We do it together sometimes. It's so much fun.
I also got him a cookbook, which is kind of a joke. But I thought we could make recipes out of that book together. I did promise him I would teach him how to cook. I also got him new Adidas shoes. I heard him talking to Elliot about them during lunch at his parents. So that one was easy. And I plan on making him a cake tomorrow. I love baking and I was told he really like chocolatecake. My last gift is really for both of us. I bought some very cute lingerie. I'm going to wear it for him tomorrow night, after dinner with his family. Who knows, maybe we can eat that cake then.
It is very classy, yet sexy set. It's dark blue and is completely in lace. The bra is a little see trough, but leaves just enough over to fantasize. The thong is highwaist and I have some high tights to match. I really hope he likes it. I like it very much. I feel sexy while wearing it.
I get out of my thoughts because Jerry barges into my office. He looks very busy and a little lost. I smirk at him. The man can be so chaotic.
"Ana, do you have the stats from online hits on Helen Ropes in May? I lost them." He asks me.
Helen is a young author, she just turned 21. She is extremely talented and has a huge imagination. She wrote a couple of fan fictions I stumbled across. I contracted her two months later. She is doing very well. Her first book came out on may 2nd. And it is selling great.
"Yes, I mail them to you. No problem." I tell him getting behind my laptop immediately.
"Great! Thanks. I should file everything, I'm losing way to much papers and stats." He smirks while walking out of my office.
Until now, Christian indeed hasn't been anywhere near SIP. It has only been a few weeks, but surprisingly, there aren't any huge changes. Except for the name that is about to change in Grey Publishing, everything is pretty much the same. So far, so good.
I get back to work, just a few hours before girlsnight. I hope I can get done early.
Well, it isn't exactly as early as I would have hoped, but I finally am knocking on Kate's door. The last hours have been busy, but I got everything done so now I can relax and enjoy my weekend. Kate opens the door and a delicious smell is greeting me.
"Hi booboo. Come in, dinner is just about ready." She says while running back to the kitchen.
When I walk in, I see Kim already sitting at the table with a glass of wine in front of her. Then Kate comes into view again, with a huge plate just out of the oven. It looks great and I'm starving.
"I made moussaka. I thought we could pretend we are still in Greece. Because I miss it. It is chaos on my work and I have been thinking about Crete the whole week." Kate says while putting it on the table.
"Looks great, Kate!" Kim says. "I'm seriously starving."
I giggle. "Me too! Sucks right, working. I had more trouble getting out of bed Monday morning then I thought I would have."
"Ugh, don't I know it. Come on, dig in. Wine Ana?" Kate asks me while filling her glass.
"Yes please. Just one though, I'm driving to Christian's place tonight." I tell her while putting a pig piece of moussaka on my plate.
"Oh yes! It is the birthday weekend of Mr. Grey. So are you planning on giving him a lot of birthday sex Miss Steele?" Kim wiggles her eyebrows.
I laugh and take a bite. Jesus, this is delicious.
"As a matter of fact Kim, I am. And I'm not even going to sugar coat it, I think I'm going to have trouble walking again on Monday." I tell her while giggling. I know exactly what she wants to hear. But secretly I know it is the truth.
Christian has been sending me very explicit texts about what he is planning on doing with me when he sees me. We haven't seen each other since Sunday, and if I have to believe his texts, he is not handling it very well.
"You go girl, at least some of us is getting laid, right Katie. Take one for the team, Ana." Kim says while holding up her glass to clink it with mine, before taking a huge swing.
I look at Kate, she is quiet and takes a sip of her wine as well, no doubt thinking about the fact that she did get laid, last weekend to be exact. By none other than Kim's brother, while she watched the kids. She probably hates herself for not telling Kim about it. That's the thing between the four of us. We don't lie to each other. I can see how difficult Kate finds it to hold something back from her. But it is her own fault, she should know better.
Just like me really. I know it is just a matter of time before Christian is done with it. He has needs and I'm denying him those needs. Sooner or later he will get tired of me and he will find someone who wants everything he wants. So I know my time is limited. I'm just going to enjoy the fuck out of it while I still can. It really is true that you can't control who you fall for. And it sucks. Big time.
"So, when are we properly going to meet him so we can fire questions his way about how he is planning on treating you?" Kate asks to get the attention of off sex.
I look at her in question. "You have met him, two times already. Three if you count the time we met, which you where all present. Is it really necessary?"
I know how those nights go. We also did it with Mike. He really graduated that one with an A+. He was great. But I'm not so sure what Christian will think of it.
"O come on. It is tradition. It will be fun. He has to at least get to know us a little better. You are also ours." Kate says while Kim nods her head in agreement.
I laugh. "Fine, I will ask him. But we have to wait for Lauren. She will kill us if we do it while she is in Europe." I tell them.
I know I'm not going to get out of that one. So Christian will just have to prepare himself. Because I think these three can be even worse than my dad. And he was in the marine when he was younger.
After eating and talking on the couch, I'm driving to Christian's house. I can't wait to see him. When I get into the garage and park my car, I see someone waiting for me. When I get out, the man walks towards me. He is wearing a black suit and he is huge.
"Miss Steele, my name is Taylor, Mr. Grey's CPO. I was told to help you with your bag, may I?" He asks while already grabbing my overnight bag out of my hands.
"Um, yeah thanks. My name is Ana. Please call me Ana." I tell him, a bit surprised.
"Please follow me Miss Steele." He tells me while walking towards the elevator.
Hello, is he seriously ignoring my request to call me Ana? What a cranky guy. He didn't even responded.
I nod my head and follow him. I have a feeling that Christian is asking this behavior from him, so I can't make a scene here. Just be a good girl and follow. In this. Just in this.
The elevator ride is very awkward. I have no idea what to say to a CPO. So I just stare in front of me and be quiet. Fuck sakes, why does the man have to live in the penthouse. It takes for about four minutes to get upstairs.
When the elevator doors finally open, I'm a bit stunned. There are candles everywhere. The fireplace is on and there is playing soft music in the background. Such a huge difference, what a few candles can do. When I walk in further, I see Christian standing next to his piano, with his back to me. He is wearing jeans and a t-shirt with no shoes or socks. He is looking out the window and drinking a glass of red wine.
"Good evening, Mr. Grey." I say when I'm a few feet away from him.
He turns around, a huge smile on his face. He places his glass on the piano and in two strides he is in front of me. So close, I can smell him.
"Miss Steele. Hi." He says before kissing me on my lips. It is a slow kiss. Like he is trying to tell me how much he missed me. I try to respond to him exactly the same. I missed him. More than I thought now that I'm standing here.
We break apart and I look at him. He looks tired but content. I can see he is really happy that I'm here. It makes me smile.
"It looks very nice in here. A lot more cozy and romantic than last time I was here." I tell him while moving my hand through his beard. I love his beard. He is trimming it, so it is not super long, but it is enough to give that nice scratch. Its manly and it suits him.
"I thought you would like it. You know, I am a good listener. And when I feel like it, I can actually get something out of people's opinions as well. We aim to please, Miss Steele." He smirks while leaning in to my hand. "Would you like some wine?"
"Yes please, can I have a sip from your first though? I'm not a big fan of red wine." I ask him while nodding to his glass on the piano.
"Sure. I think you'll like this one. It is not very heavy and is a little fruity." He says, walking to the piano to grab his glass before giving it to me.
I take a sip. He is right, I like it. It is sweet that he knows a little bit about my tastes. I think he picked this one out on purpose so I could drink it too.
"Are you ready for your birthday weekend, Big Boy?" I ask him while following him to the kitchen.
He smirks and grabs the bottle of wine to fill my glass. After that he hands it to me.
"I think I am. A whole weekend, lucky me. And my birthday isn't until Monday." He tells me, giving me a kiss on my lips.
"You should feel lucky, Mr. Grey." I giggle.
We go to the couch and sit. Christian in the corner, me against him, with my feet on the couch. He wraps his arm around me immediately, letting his hand casually drop on my breast. I smirk, he is good.
"I missed you baby. Working sucks now that I know what spending days with you feels like." He nuzzles my hair.
I snuggle closer against him and nod my head in agreement. "I know. I have been thinking about you nonstop. You pop in my mind at the most stupid moments. And then I smile like a lovesick teenager and then I have to explain myself to my assistant Hannah. She totally knows something is going on."
He chuckles and I feel his hand stroke my nipple trough the fabric of my blouse. We've only had sex a couple of times, but he already knows my body so well. I love it when he teases me by touching my nipples, and he clearly knows that.
I moan softly. I have to admit, all the sexting from previous days really is great foreplay. I can't wait to get him naked. And giving his actions, he thinks exactly the same.
"You know what I thought about while lighting the fire and the candles, baby?" He whispers, still stroking my nipple.
"Mmmhnn?" I'm too lazy to answer him right now, I just want to feel.
"I thought about how your perfect body would look in the light of all these candles. I thought about fucking you right here, in front of the fire." I feel him shifting so I'm sitting in between his legs. His other hand starts to stroke my other nipple while he kisses my neck and nips at my earlobe. "Would you like that?"
I just moan. He knows I would like it. He can read my body perfectly. Right know he can ask me anything and I will do it. But I don't tell him that, because he might take it the wrong way and bring me to a sexclub.
"I didn't catch that baby? Would you like that?" He asks again, now pinching my nipples, which makes me yelp.
"Ouch, damn it. Yes I would like that. Can't you tell Mr. Grey?" I tell him.
"Mmmhh. Yeah, I can tell baby. But I like to hear it from your lips." He whispers back before licking my ear, going down to my neck and nipping my pulse point.
I can do that.
"Christian, please fuck me here, I want you." I moan while moving my hand behind me to feel him through his jeans. So hard and so big. I'm a lucky girl.
"That's it baby." He pushes me from the couch. "But first, I want to see you get naked."
I'm now standing in front of him, he is still sitting on the couch. He looks at me with hooded eyes. The lust I them makes me want to jump right back on his lap. But I know he won't let me. He wants a show.
"You want me to take my clothes of while you just sit there and watch?" I ask him. Duh Ana, he just told you that.
"Slowly please." He nods while grabbing his glass from the side table and sipping his wine. His eyes never leaving me in the process.
Fuck, I should have worn the lingerie now. This would have been the perfect situation. But I can't very well tell him to wait ten minutes. And I really don't want to wait that long either.
I start to unbutton my soft pink blouse slowly, as requested. When I reach my pencil skirt, I stop. Moving my finger up and down my sternum, just in between the opening of my blouse. I can see Christian breathing heavy, his eyes are dark and he puts his glass down again.
I turn around so my back is facing him, and then very slowly unzip the zipper of my skirt, which is in the back. I don't look at him. When the zipper is all the way down, I turn around again, letting my skirt drop to the ground. He touches his lips, looking at my legs like he sees them for the first time.
I unbutton the rest of the buttons on my blouse, before taking that off as well. Making me stand in front of him in just my panties and bra. It is a black simple set. Nothing to exciting, but I can tell Christian loves it. One of his hand drops to his bulge and start to stroke it through his jeans. It looks sexy as hell.
"Damn, Ana. You're so fucking sexy." He groans.
I can feel myself getting red, but I try not to act shy. One by one, I take the straps of my shoulders and then unclasp my bra. I hold the cups for a moment, before dropping it on the floor as well. Then I move one hand down my belly, into my panties.
Christian's eyes are almost black, looking at me like he wants to eat me. I have no doubt that that is exactly what he wants to do right now. I move my finger through my fold one time, making myself moan. Then I move down my underwear, drop them to the floor as well and move my fingers over Christian's lips. He immediately moves his tongue out, tasting my wetness.
"Jesus fuck baby. So fucking good. I need you." He says while standing and pulling his jeans and boxers down. He wastes no time in getting naked. Then he turns me around so he stands behind me. His hands roaming my body and his erection pressing my lower back.
"Can I fuck you from behind, baby? I need to see that ass. I fucking love that ass." He grabs my ass cheek and gabs it hard, shaking it a few times before letting go and grabbing my hip.
I can't think straight. I'm so turned on right now, it almost hurts. I want him to fuck me. And I want him to fuck me hard. I want to feel him tomorrow, when I move. I want to feel where he has been.
"Yes, please Christian, take me." I moan. I don't even recognize my own voice.
"Get on your hands and knees on the carpet, ass in the air." He orders me and to both our surprise, I do exactly as I'm told.
I hear him chuckle before slapping my ass lightly. "See Ana, that isn't so hard. I knew you had in you."
"Shut up, Grey. I'm only doing it because I'm..." I don't get a change to finish my sentence because in one hard thrust, Christian is inside me.
He is pounding in me like a mad man. His hands are digging in my hips, his skin slamming against mine. I have to brace myself by getting on my elbows because of his strength. But I love it. It is raw and hard, but we both need it like we need air.
"Yes, that's it baby. Ass in the air. Fuck, you look like a Goddess. So gorgeous, Ana." He pants while keeping up his speed. He drags his nails from my shoulders, all the way down to my ass. It is the perfect amount of pain, making my back arch even more. The man is truly a beast.
I can feel myself building, sweat forming on my forehead and back. It is insanely hot because of the fire in front of us. But it makes it so much more intense. It is like my skin is on fire. I can feel Christian hovering me, his sweaty front against my back.
After a few moments, he grabs me by my shoulders, moving me up so I'm just on my knees. My hands go to his hair automatically. Pulling it as he never stops his thrusts.
"I'm coming, Christian... I'm there." I tell him.
Then I feel him pull my nipples and I come. So hard I see stars. I instantly start to shake, there is no control left. I feel him wrap his arms around my belly before he stiffens and yells my name, filling me. After a few seconds I feel him dripping out of me, and he hasn't even removed himself yet.
This was, without question, the most intense sex I've ever had. And it was definitely all because of him.